Twice a year, the pre university exam results come out and excite ecstasy, happiness, horror and even nonchalant unconcern among the students. The lecturers are usually just tied up in knots. The ecstasy or despair comes later, after the analyses are done. But I don't want to talk about that.
Today is the second last day before the deadline of repeat exam registrations and already the kids have made my colleagues and I feel like strangling them.
I wish I could tattoo the instructions into the kids. If only they didn't look so sweet and innocent...
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